February 2011
2 posts
Sun dogs
The Sun never told us she had a sister. But Earth’s lilting promises give reassurances beyond the deceptive parhelion. Children, in their purity, in their whimsy, create simple works of art depicting the Sun with a smile, So after billions of years of imperative observation I think only she knows the best method of happiness. We are all finite. We are a mediocre masterpiece. Even the heart is...
Groundhog's Day. Now there's a pointless holiday I...
